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Gene Watson

Drinkin' My Way Back Home

 

Drinkin' My Way Back Home

(album: Little By Little - 1984)


I sobered up in Houston
In the bed of my pickup truck
My head was hanging so heavy
I could hardly hold it up

I got to thinking 'bout
Sweet little woman I left all alone
And that's when I started rolling
Drinking my way back home

Drinking my way back home
Listening to a honky tonk song
I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause I'm drinking my way back home

I can feel that Texas sun
Down on this redneck of mine
Every time I pop top
I'm getting closer to the Arkansas line

I left a trail of Lone Star beers
From here to San Antone
So, baby, here I come, don't worry
Drinking my way back home

Drinking my way back home
Listening to a honky tonk song
I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause I'm drinking my way back home

Drinking my way back home
Listening to a honky tonk song
I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause I'm drinking my way back home

Here I come, baby

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